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Noah's been getting hard since Freddie touched his stomach, so when he feels Freddie's cock pressed between them he's glad to find he isn't the only one. He moves his hand down to tug at the waist of Freddie's pants, aligning their hips so he has something to lazily rut up against.

"Okay," Noah says, dreamily, tilting his head so Freddie can keep kissing his neck, too, if he wants.

"Oh. Wait. Please, can I-- can I suck you first?" He blushes when he asks, but it's clear he wants it. He's never even seen a real cock in person, and now that Freddie wants more than just to kiss, his mouth is practically watering for it.

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As good as it is already, Freddie forces himself to go slow. He can't remember the last time he'd been anyone's first in any capacity, has always tended to gravitate toward the ones who really know what they're doing, the ones who can show him a thing or two, bend him over and fuck him against a wall.

There's something compelling about this though, something undeniably hot in watching Noah's sweet mouth wrap around him, suckling as he gets used to the taste and feel. He's sucked toys, he'd said. Whatever that means. He clearly has some idea of what he's doing as his eyes flutter open and he looks up at Freddie, cheeks pink and mouth stretched wide and fuck, this will be over fast.

Freddie slides his hand higher into Noah's hair, palming the back of his head and pushing slightly, a slow encouragement before he has to lean back a little, holding his weight on his other arm. "You like it?" he asks, not at all expecting Noah to answer, of course. "You like the feel of a real cock on your tongue, Noah? Like how it, ahh-- Fuck, yeah that's good. So good. Fuckin' natural, you are. Will you let me come in your mouth? Hmmm? Swallow me down?"

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Noah moans when Freddie pushes him further onto his cock, and louder when he asks if he likes it, fingers digging into Freddie's thighs. He takes even more, until he can feel it touch the back of his throat, until his jaw is stretched so wide it already begins to ache. He suctions his lips and pulls off slowly, gasping for breath as he gazes up at Freddie.

"I want you to come on my face," he tells him, his voice already hoarse from taking Freddie's cock so deep. But there's one perk of being what he is; no gag reflex if he doesn't think about there being one.

With a bit more assertion, Noah wraps his fingers around Freddie's hand on his own cock and leans right back in, taking the head in his mouth to suck, teasing the slit, the underside, the sensitive foreskin with his tongue. All of it. He wants to explore every inch.

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Noah's lips are red when he pulls off, swollen and spit-slick. Freddie takes a second to catch his breath as he slides his hand inward, thumb brushing the curve of Noah's jaw, his cock twitching at how rough Noah's voice is already.

"Jesus," he breathes at Noah's request, his hand sliding to the base of his dick then, squeezing tight to keep back the rush that threatens.

And then Noah's hand is cover his own, guiding Freddie back into his mouth. He's more assertive this time, tongue flicking out across Freddie's slit and then around the head, dipping gently under the foreskin as he strokes upward. Freddie gives over to it, slipping his hand out and running it over his stomach, feeling the muscles in his abdomen clench when Noah takes him in deep again, deeper than he should be able to for his first time, holy fuck.

It's easily the best blowjob he's had in months and he has to reach out a moment later, fingers tangling in Noah's hair again and giving a light tug as he wave starts roll over him. "Noah," he breathes, a warning as he feels his balls start to clench.

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Noah has only just started, trying to deep throat Freddie, starting to slowly bob his head, when he feels Freddie's hand tugging at his hair, pulling him back. Noah is flushed with pride at getting Freddie off so soon, but he doesn't want to stop just yet.

Noah moans to hear his name like that, but he takes the cue and pulls off. He's breathing deeply, flushed. Somewhere along the way his body forgot to be like a real boy's with a longer recovery time and he's hard again. He doesn't pay it any mind, instead he carefully takes the hand Freddie's holding himself with and moves it away, leaving Freddie's dick bare and spit-shiny.

"Shh, not yet," he murmurs, returning his hand to Freddie's cock. He squeezes gently, trying to stop him from wanting to come, while at the same time finding the vein and stroking it with his thumb the way he likes to do with himself. And then he does what he's wanted to since Freddie removed his underwear and raises up on his knees a little more, nuzzling his cheek against Freddie's cock, dragging his mouth along its length.

"I haven't even sucked your balls. Do you like that?"

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Noah pulls off with a delicious little moan and Freddie's body instinctively curls toward it, not quite wanting to lose that wet, warm heat. He reaches down to jerk himself off the rest of the way, to come all over Noah's gorgeous face, but Noah's hand gets there first, squeezing him tight at the root, holding back the thrum of blood.

"Fuck," he breathes, the sound melting into a surprised sort of laugh. He feels a bit like the rug's been pulled out from under his feet, the control of the situation stripped from him. It's unnerving, if he's honest, and part of him wants to sit up and yank Noah onto the bed with him, wants to roll him over and jerk off all over the stretch of his pale skin just to get the upper hand back.

But then Noah's ducking in again to mouth along his length, each touch sending tremors all through him. He laughs again, tipping his head up to watch, taken by how eager Noah still is, how much he's genuinely enjoying this. "Love it," he replies, reaching to brush the hair of Noah's forehead again, thumb brushing over his brow. "Love just about everything. Do you rim?"

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Noah wishes he hadn't heard that, because now he wants it. The thought makes him whimper, but maybe another time. If there's another time. Because right now he really wants to keep sucking Freddie, to make him feel good.

"Yeah, I rim," he says, tugging Freddie further to the edge of the bed so his mouth can more easily reach underneath his cock. Freddie is neatly kept, and curious, Noah reaches with his tongue to lick at where he's most vulnerable. He takes him into his mouth, so gently, exploring the texture, the feel of him.

"Is that what you want?" he asks when he's had his fill, breathless. Inspired by Freddie's own filthy mouth, Noah looks up at him. "Want me to lick you out?"

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Noah's somewhat surprisingly strong, his hands gripping Freddie's hips and drawing him closer to the edge of the bed with a single tug.

Laughing, Freddie lifts his legs up higher as Noah ducks down between them, bringing his own hands up to the backs of his thighs as his mouth falls open in a soundless gasp. Because Noah's wasted no time at all in licking him right where Freddie licks it most. It's a slick touch, not at all tentative and Freddie shudders for a moment, his fucking fucking aching as Noah leans away again.

"Shit, yeah," Freddie manages finally, not caring anymore just who has the control, only wanting Noah's amazing fucking mouth on him again. "God, do it. Put that tongue in me. Fuck."